Eight years ago when our house burned to the ground and we lost everything, we lived for months without toast.
I waited for my new home to be complete before I bought anything that would be permanent so it would fit my new life perfectly.
On Eater morning the good bunny brought us a beautiful new toaster to match my appliances.
I plugged it in next to the stove top and it burst into flame from the steam of the tea kettle that very morning we had while we were making toast to eat with our colored eggs.
The horrible smell of burning plastic set off all our smoke detectors and we ran from the house in our jammies and bare feet.
I love that my toaster has a wicked sense of humor.
But this morning we played it safe and ate breakfast burritos.
1 comment:
It looks like Darth Vader had a horrible accident!
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